Chasing a dream

She was everything.

Her smile, created those dimples I craved to see everyday, it created creases, ones that brought way to much beauty upon her. Indulgent lips. It was hard to look away but I didn't mind. Her glorious brown eyes were fairly big and spaced evenly apart. Curling her lashes only complimented the eyes but what more could you have wanted? Her small head holding onto that thick dark brown hair of hers that would gracefully move side to side as she made that sassy walk of hers. Oh and her eyebrows, that she once over plucked leaving her to fill them in was all you needed for the finishing look. She always had such a serious face one which made her come off as rude or intrusive but once you made her smile, you were left speechless. An infectious smile, a gift I wish I had. Her laugh, it was as if all the happiness and joy in the world was taken just to create this laugh, it got me every single time. That was just her appearance, her personality completed her, she was marvelous. Caring was all she ever did, she lost sight of everything in life yet she knew she couldn't lose that great trait. She lost so much while others gained the world because of her. That's exactly why I fell in love with her. But why? Why was I willing to love someone who saw the hurt in her eyes, the type of hurt that left her confused and lost. Why was I willing to drain myself for her, I feared her yet something about that fear gave me the sudden urge to hope that maybe one day she'll finally be mine. I'd fight for her so that we'll win this battle. That day never came. She had learned to love and appreciate someone who seemed offly wonderful, all I could have done was wish her the best and watch everything from the sidelines, although I wanted it to be me. I wanted to be the one she chose, I wanted her to notice me, notice that I adored her, that I had fallen for her but I was nothing. Maybe she wasn't as great as I thought she was. Weeks passed and her heart became the one thing she had always feared, it was rotten to the core. She was numb, she no longer had options, no longer felt happiness, sadness, despair, or love. She was there again. He didn't even seem to notice, while his eyes were as dreamy as a starry night, hers no longer had that desire and fire in them but she was still there forcing something she knew no longer had a purpose. Well maybe it did, maybe it was her escape, it was the single best thing she had. Although it was a lie it still seemed to work for one of them, for him and that was enough for her, she made him happy in such a difficult way but he was worth it. It was honestly pretty sad, being a witness of this, it was as if the wind came and literally swept her away. There was nothing but her old wretched soul that once held beauty and had it disappear in seconds. What could I do? What could I, the guy she never laid her eyes upon do?